If the aftershocks would back off for an hour, just an hour, I could get my balance, take a bearing on which direction to go. I'd imagine war in any geographical extreme where the weather makes it real clear human's aren't welcome probably sucks no matter what. This jungle's as menacing as the desert or the arctic; couldn't be much worse for those palookas toughing to out on the moon with those nasty-ass purple bastids...